You know what,Im sick of putting on this mask of happyness.
Im constantly the happy bubbly one,
Im the one people can take their anger out on and not regret it,
Im the small little shell of a human being...
I sit,I listen,I greive...
then I get trampled on after all the emotion I put into every thing,
I hate people,
No one listens to me,
No one respects me,
It's just a constant trample of proverbial feet opon my battered shell of a body,
of a soul...

My mom basically told me that I have never had a steady bf in my life and my little sister (the beautiful talented one) has had many lovely succesful relationships.A friend of mine basically told me he was ready to die (which pains me so because of how much I care for him).I relise more and more that one of my best friends is stabbing me right in the heart and stepping on my spine (and then laughing at my mangled corpse).Why is it that every one is hurting me?Is it my own parinoia?I dont think so...although it could be part of it....but theres too much other things that have come b4 my parinoia...........
I have to stop talking,Im makeing myself cry again.
22 more days of school...then what?